The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him. Ruth had lived in a world without caresses. Maggot. It was her figure, her style of dress, her manner of arranging the hair. "Anywhere," he said in answer to the manager's query. "I can't say," answered the fellow; "but I'll inquire from the sexton, William Morgan. Let me keep you from that man’s clutches. The detective backed out slowly and closed the door without sound. Very good. Sir James Thornhill, then, rose.
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